Love

“…but the greatest of these is love.�?

What is love? Love hurts. What’s love got to do with it? I’d love you to love me. Do you believe in life after love? When I think about you, I think about love. All you need is love, love, love, love is all you need. Love, is all that I can give to you; love is more than just a game for two. Love, is all that I need, and I found it there in your heart. Let my love open the door to your heart. I wanna keep on lovin’ you, cause it’s the only thing I wanna do. “L�? is for the way you look at me. Shot through the heart and your to blame, you give love a bad name. Take my hand; take my whole life too, for I can’t help falling in love with you. You’re a heartbreaker, dream maker, love taker don’t you mess around with me. Come on people now, smile on your brother, come and love one another right now. In the name of love, one man in the name of love. I love to tell the story of Jesus and His love. Jesus loves me this I know!

All of these songs are about that crazy emotion called love. Some are happy, some sad, some angry, some funny, and many of them very much true. Love can heal and bring joy. Love can destroy and lay bare. Love takes each of us as we are and ignores our shortcomings. Love always forgives and does not keep a record of wrongs. Love is a bond that cannot be broken, and an explosion that cannot be contained. True love bursts forth violently from our souls for it cannot be contained inside our earthly vessels. Love knows no limits or boundaries. The more we give the less empty we become. Love may return with no consequence, but it never leaves without a price. At other time love is returned richly and freely to the great blessing of all. Still other times after love is given, no answer is given at all.

All then becomes still as a quiet winter morning in the mountains. Nothing can be seen or heard. Sometimes the lover must wait years to know avail. The weak and unfortunate grow weary and depart, but those fools that remain dedicated to true love persevere against all odds. In the rare cases, if the lover is blessed, he may hear the slightest of noises. Reaching out with every sense available, the lover can hear the low cracks and pops in the distance. He can taste the crisp Colorado air, and feel the cool breeze on his face and through his hair. He can smell the sweet pine trees all around him. If observant, the lover may peer deep into the distance at the slowly growing images he sees. The soft popping becomes a quickly magnifying rumble. All of a sudden the far off images are not so far off. Before the lover knows what is happening, he is surrounded with the deafening roar of tumbling rock and snow. His sight is filled with nothing but the catastrophic force headed his way. Before he can act, the lover is swept away in one fell swoop, and devoured never to be seen again. Witnesses will forever recall the last time they same him, with a broad grin across his face, and a light in his eyes that few have ever seen before.